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Friday |
From the other room I heard Sarah say, "Oh, shit!" and I thought she must've stepped in cat puke. Worse! She missed the deadline for Haleakala artist residency. Somehow twelve hours later that reminded me submissions were due today for the latest round of Poetry on Buses competition, with the theme Your Body of Water, this is what I came up with, just in time... ![welcome
[a poem] water can either unite or divide that's
the difference between a boat and a moat the
refugees flee by sea we offer them an open hand
and all the water it can hold](images/160930-poetryonbuses-bodiesofwater-submission-welcome-poem.jpg) |